” So I tried my best to go on. But this one guy up front was the king of assholes. I got into this bit about the clothes I wear, and he tried to add... to it and make fun of my clothes. He literally got out of his chair and poured beer on my shoes, saying all along a bunch of crap like, “I’m gonna send you some shoes a real man wears after this. Don’t worry, you’ll thank me later!” He looked like a 40-year-old model, slicked back hair, shiny watch, strong cologne, and an obvious trophy wife. I selected the only one that seemed to feature anal, and was told to insert three tokens to watch the film. I did, and it seemed to be the right choice: a pretty girl with a slim frame, nice fake tits, and long black hair faded in, did a little striptease for the camera, and sat down on a couch. As I squirted some lube onto my hand, a black man appeared to one side of her. She undid his pants and pulled them down to reveal a gorgeous, muscular cock, which she immediately put her mouth over. As. Winters! I swear, I’ll do anything! Oh please, PLEASE!? Danielle cried, her pleas turning to screams as he circled around and knelt in front of her legs, still together, though firmly strapped in. He gazed up at her for a moment? the fierce blush that colored her exposed chest, her hardened, reddened nipples, the tears wet on her face, the humiliation in her young eyes? he nearly came right then. With a smile, he slowly, lightly slipped his hands up under her skirt, just outside her. M. but I drove slowly, wanting to prolong the evening as long as possible."Do you think we'll ever get called back to baby sit?" Cindy asked."Not if Curtis tells his mother what he saw." Maybe he'll forget," she speculated, making me laugh at her wishful thinking."I can hear the conversation tomorrow morning. 'Mom, I saw Cindy on top of Sammy. They said they were wrestling but I don't think that was what they were doing. Cindy has nice boobs.'" He wouldn't say that. We really were wrestling. I.